Bowers Gang {Imagines, Stories, Etc}

Patrick Tries To Impress You Part 2

It was Wednesday morning and just a few days before Spring Break. Yesterday Patrick was at your window telling you to meet him, you weren't gonna avoid him knowing what that psycho could do.

*After School*

Once the school bell rang you immediately walked out to the front of the school and waited for the four boys. You saw the familiar blue car and sat on it's trunk door. A few minutes passed by and you decided to lay back on the back windshield as you starred up at the cloudy sky.  Suddenly you felt two large hands grab your knees and slowly make their way up your thighs, you grabbed the person's wrists thinking it would be Patrick.  "A pretty baby on my baby, must be my lucky day," you heard the rugged voice say. You looked up making eye contact with Belch Huggins, the least scary of the Bowers Gang. "Get your sausage finger off of me Belch," you said as you sat up and lowered yourself to his face, just inches away from his now. "Or what, skank" he said as he gripped on to your legs harder, "Do you really think I'm going to be scared of a guy whose last name is Huggins, you have Hug in your last name, not very intimidating." You said in a matter-of-fact tone as you leaned up straight. As Belch was about to say something back someone grabbed him and pulled him over by the back of his neck making him nearly face plant onto the cement. "She's. Mine!" Patrick said gritting his teeth inching closer to Belchs now pale face.  Belch quickly nodded and ran to sit in the driver seat of his car, Patrick now looking at you as his dark locks fall over his face. "Hey doll," he said with a smirk and dark eyes, "uh hi," you squeaked as you forced the words out. "Ready for me to light up your world?" (I'm so sorry that was cheesy) he said with a glimmer in his eye as he put out his hand for you to take, you piled into Belchs car and squeezed next to Patrick and Victor. Victor gave you a nervous smile as he looked back out the window ignoring the blaring noise of Metallica, Henry and Belch stayed silent while Henry smoked a cigarette and Belch kept looking back at you in the rear view mirror. Henry looked back at you and smirked, as he opened his mouth you heard a loud metal tick and shaking of a spray can. You look to Patrick and see his lighter open and can ready to spray flames into Henrys mullet. Henry turned back in his seat grunting something inaudible as Patrick moved his arm over your shoulders and held onto you so tight like you would disappear.

*Time Skip*

You were at the dump with the four boys as three of the 4 were wrestling, Patrick took you behind a pile of bikes and reached for his aerosol can and lighter. "Are you ready?" He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows at you. You simply smiled and nodded. The flames sprayed gracefully towards you as you felt the heat come closer to your face, you closed your eyes as the fire was just mere inches from your face. You saw the dancer again. So graceful and beautiful.

I suck at punctuation I'm sorry! There will be a part 3 coming soon! Thank you for the idea Pettywisexx. This story is not over yet!